Perhaps The Universe Is Nothing But An

A Dream Is Always Simmering Below The Conventional Surface Of Speech And Reflection.

Nothing Can Be Lower Or More Wholly Instrumental Than The Substance And Cause Of All Things.

The Brute Necessity Of Believing Something So Long As Life Lasts Does Not Justify Any Belief In Particular.

The Universe, So Far As We Can Observe It, Is A Wonderful And Immense Engine; Its Extent, Its Order, Its Beauty, Its Cruelty, Makes It Alike Impressive.

Oxford, The Paradise Of Dead Philosophies.